We all know that it is totally impossible to go through life without rules. Some rules are handed down to us from the Lord, our parents, teachers, bosses, spouses, etc.. We don’t really have a choice regarding these rules, they just exist for our own good (???).
Other rules are developed by us as we march through life learning from the school of hard knocks. As we stumble from one misadventure to another we form rules to help keep ourselves from experiencing same “bad luck” in the future.
Having said all of that, it’s hard to believe that I’ve gotten this far in life, especially having been married for 38 years, without bumping into rule number 79 (which, most likely, will become rule number 1 before the sun goes down).
But, before I get too carried away explaining rule number 79, let’s just take a moment to understand exactly what a rule is. It’s a principle or condition that customarily governs behavior; a prescribed guide for conduct and/or actions. That simply means that before we act, we must consider any rules that currently in effect and follow them in order to steer clear from calamity.
Now, what is rule number 79? Rule number 79 states that, “You should always, always, always listen to your wife!” Yep, remarkable isn’t it? Here I am in my 60s and am just now bumping into this rule. It’s been around for a long, long time, but I have discounted it because of all of Adam’s problems. After yesterday morning, no more!!
She says, “I’m going to get out the radios and follow you out because of how close we are to the house.” He says, “Nah, there’s more than enough room, just get in and buckle up.” She says, “I know how close you were to the house when you backed in!” He says, “There’s plenty of room, she’ll (the coach) will come right outta there.” Reluctantly she climbs in and buckles up.
Well, wouldn’t you know it, I managed to graze the corner of the house gutter with the back end of the coach. It’s all minor damage, it only crushed the gutter on the house a little. The sad part is that John just had that gutter installed last week. On top of that, the sharp corner of the house gutter managed to tear a hole in the edge of the rubber roof on the coach. Where was rule number 79 when I needed it?
Thank God for white duct tape – just one more thing for me to repair when we get back to the RP barn. In the meantime, I’ll just make sure that the duct tape is holding so we won’t get any leakage from the A/C condensation run off or rain water. So much for a non-adventurous travel day. It seems to be a tradition over the past couple of years that I spend a month or two repairing the coach after a summer of travels; gives me something to do and keeps me off the streets. However, from now on I’ll pay closer attention to “rule number 1”.
Anyhow, we made it to Lickdale Campground in Jonestown, Pennsylvania with the rest of the trip being uneventful. We’ll be getting together with Randy and Terry later this morning - more about that tomorrow. In the meantime, as Peggy says, “It’s all good!!!”.
Take Care Until Next Time - - - - - - -